[This isn't something Yu normally worries about. The uncertainty, the confusion...it's not new, exactly, but it's usually not part of the equation. He's normally so good at going with the flow, at taking things as they happen, but somehow...this is different. In a way, it makes sense. It's his best friend, the only best friend he's ever had, and they've been through so much together that sometimes that friendship feels iron-clad...
... But as he watches Yosuke's expression crumple, as he tries to catch a gaze that's steadfastly avoiding him, he begins to wonder just how fragile it all really is.]
N...no, [his throat is dry as he says it, and he has to stop. Swallow. Try again.] It's alright.
[There's a tightness in his chest, so many thoughts and confessions trying to get out that he doesn't know where to start. Or even if he should start. "I don't know what came over me"? Then he...he didn't mean for it to go this far, did he?
(It doesn't hurt to think that, not exactly, more like a dull sting.)
He, too, tries to compose himself, pulls a small but friendly smile into his expression, tinged with a bit of an apologetic look.]
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... But as he watches Yosuke's expression crumple, as he tries to catch a gaze that's steadfastly avoiding him, he begins to wonder just how fragile it all really is.]
N...no, [his throat is dry as he says it, and he has to stop. Swallow. Try again.] It's alright.
[There's a tightness in his chest, so many thoughts and confessions trying to get out that he doesn't know where to start. Or even if he should start. "I don't know what came over me"? Then he...he didn't mean for it to go this far, did he?
(It doesn't hurt to think that, not exactly, more like a dull sting.)
He, too, tries to compose himself, pulls a small but friendly smile into his expression, tinged with a bit of an apologetic look.]
... I guess we both got a little carried away.